At 10:59 AM 22/09/00 +1000, Emlyn wrote:
>All pretty standard stuff, nothing too outlandish or worrisome.
>Suddenly, our hero swoops in with the final comment, which I'll paraphrase:
>"Of course, we must take into account the fact that there will be greater
>than human intelligence inside of 30 years on this planet, and that
>everything is going to hell in a handbasket, nothing will ever be the same
>again. Have a nice day." Well done, old bean.
Thank you, bro. I was trying to convey `heaven in a handbasket', actually,
but Vivian the presenter shuddered deliciously and declared the prospect
terrifying. So it goes among the techno-timid.
But watching it on video last night after flying back from Sydney, I was a
tad brought down at learning from a caption that my name is `Damien
Brokerick'.
Someone on an Aussie list asked:
>Dumb question...were you sucking on a peppermint or something, or did you
>have dental work done that day...your (camera right) side of your jaw was
>distended...or maybe you were involved in a pre-show rehearsal that got
>nasty..."take that you self-conscious human!" I can just see that woman
>doing it too.
I replied:
>I think I'm mutating.
>My teeth are appalling and getting uglier, and I suspect my jaw is trying
>to compensate by going weirder than usual. Next time I go on telly I'll
>wear a paper bag over my head.
I do hate the sight of myself on the teev.
Emlyn goads:
>Also, more astute viewers will not have failed to notice the energy with
>which our hero's remarks about emotions such as "lust and hunger" were leapt
>upon by the (xx chromosome) panel host. Lets have the goss!
I'll never tell. :)
Damien Brokerick
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